Zhao Youtian looked up and felt pressure on his face. The heavy aura made the bones in his body crackle.

Zhao Youtian suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart. He felt that if he allowed the palm prints to fall, he would narrowly escape death.

He burst out and tried desperately to escape from this place.

But the palm print completely locked him. The aura that came out first completely blocked the surrounding air.

He could only watch helplessly as the palm print kept getting bigger in his pupils, and then got bigger again, preferably like a mountain with a dark cloud covering its top.

On this palm print, the four fingers are illusory and only the little finger is solid. However, this power is still unstoppable.

"boom!"

The palm print hit Zhao Youtian instantly.

Zhao Youtian roared, and the holy brilliance on his skin bloomed to the extreme. He raised his arms, intending to catch the giant cyan palm.

"I am of ancient blood, and I will not lose to this outsider!" Zhao Youtian shouted angrily, his muscles and bones trembling all over his body, and for a moment, he completely blocked the speed of the cyan palm print.

Qin Cheng shook his head slightly and looked at the four blurry fingers of the palm print, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Even though he tried his best, there were still many imperfections in this cyan palm print, but it was not complete.

But even so, this power is definitely not something Zhao Youtian can contend with, even if he explodes with the power of blood.

A few seconds later, Zhao Youtian wailed, and the brilliance on his body dimmed instantly. He could no longer hold on, and was thrown down by the palm print, slamming him onto the ring.

boom!

The huge palm print covers the entire arena and even surrounds it.

Fortunately, everyone noticed something was wrong and retreated in time, so they were not affected by the aftermath.

However, even the arena formation could not withstand the power of the palm prints and instantly collapsed.

The earth collapsed, the arena completely disappeared, and a huge pit with palm prints appeared in the center of the crowd.

Endless smoke and dust rose into the air and shot straight into the sky.

"The master's secret skill, the Aoki Emperor's Seal, how did this kid learn it?"

The elders of the Taoist Sect were all in disbelief and stood dumbfounded on the spot. By this time, they had already seen that what Qin Cheng was performing was actually the unique skill that the sect leader was good at.

An outsider warrior actually used the methods of the sect master and defeated a quasi-holy son with it.

Zhao Ding stood up suddenly, and Dong Tiancheng was momentarily stunned.

Zhang Junyi's expression flickered and his fingers trembled slightly.

Others like Feng Wuhen and others were stunned and completely speechless.

On the high platform, there was a moment of dead silence among the people who were originally laughing and joking.

Elder Xu, who was in charge of the referee, suddenly flew up. His spiritual energy surged with his hand and turned into strong winds, blowing away the smoke and mist.

Everyone watched and gasped.

The huge pit of the palm print on the ground was bottomless, and I don't know how much bluestone and sand collapsed in an instant. And in the palm of my hand, a figure was falling to the ground.

"Zhao Youtian, he is not dead yet."

Everyone also slightly admired that the ancient bloodline was indeed powerful. With such a blow, others would immediately turn into blood foam if they touched even the slightest edge, but Zhao Youtian was at least still intact.

But even so, this fight is over.

Qin Cheng slowly fell into the huge pit. Zhao Youtian coughed up a lot of blood and tried desperately to stand up, but he couldn't breathe at all.

Qin Cheng stretched out his hand, as if grabbing garbage, lifted Zhao Youtian's body, and threw it into the corner of the only intact arena.

"Click!"

In front of everyone, Qin Cheng crushed Zhao Youtian's right leg without any hesitation.

Zhao Youtian let out a painful scream. The heart-wrenching feeling made him almost comatose, but the power of his blood naturally kept him awake.

Qin Cheng looked indifferent and walked to his other side. He also stepped on his left leg and broke it.

Outside the ring, everyone's hearts were trembling slightly.

Yesterday, Zhao Youtian was like this, torturing Xue Zhuang. In just one day, this scene happened again, but the one who suffered the multiple humiliation was replaced by the other party.

"Qin Cheng, spare me." Falling to the ground, Zhao Youtian was in great pain. Seeing Qin Cheng approaching his hands, he couldn't help shouting.

"Oh? Are you begging me?" Qin Cheng paused slightly and smiled playfully.

"Yes, I already know that I was wrong. I shouldn't be your enemy, and I shouldn't torture Xue Zhuang. The feeling of broken bones and tendons is really too painful." Zhao Youtian didn't care about his face at this time and directly begged for mercy.

"Since you know the pain, why didn't you let Xue Zhuang go yesterday? It's too late to beg for mercy now." Qin Cheng sneered and dropped his foot. Zhao Youtian's palm was instantly bloody.

"Elder Xu, help me, I am willing to give up this life and death battle."

Seeing that Qin Cheng would not spare him, Zhao Youtian turned to look at the elder referee and exclaimed.

Everyone sighed.

Just before the competition, Zhao Youtian was still very determined, claiming that he must follow the rules and never change his tune easily.

But at this time, he was facing a desperate situation, but he overturned everything. It was really hypocritical.

Elder Xu frowned slightly and looked at Qin Cheng.

"Qincheng, Zhao Youtian has already admitted defeat, don't push people too hard."

"Haha, did I push people too hard?" Qin Cheng burst out laughing when he heard this. He stared at Elder Zhao in disbelief and said, "Do you still remember what you said yesterday? As long as one party does not die, you will not stop the fight.

Now you're interceding for Zhao Youtian, that's not ridiculous!"

"You!" Unexpectedly, Qin Cheng dared to contradict him. Elder Xu was furious, his eyes filled with murderous intent. But he was speechless.

"Qincheng, please spare Youtian. Whatever you want, you can tell me."

At this time, outside the crowd, an old man slowly spoke.

The crowd parted, and Qin Cheng saw an old man in white, standing quietly. His appearance was vaguely similar to Zhao Youtian.

Everyone was a little shocked. Zhao Zhenming also came in person for Zhao Youtian.

"Grandpa." Seeing the old man, Zhao Youtian had a flash of hope of survival.

"Zhao Zhenming, the guardian elder of the back mountain." Qin Cheng's expression moved slightly, and a name passed through his mind.

"What can you give me?" Qin Cheng asked.

"As a favor from my Zhao family, as long as you let Youtian go today, my Zhao family can promise you a condition." Zhao Zhenming said.

"Then I want to kill this person, okay?" Qin Cheng pointed at Elder Xu playfully.

Elder Xu's expression suddenly changed.

"Of course this won't work. He is an elder of the Taoist Sect just like me." Zhao Zhenming frowned and said, "But I can give you glory, wealth, elixir skills, and a powerful position."

"Sorry, I don't want those."

Qin Cheng sneered, the bronze sword appeared in his hand, and suddenly pierced Zhao Youtian's heart, nailing him to death on the ring.

Zhao Youtian's eyes widened and he felt the flow of breath from his body. He did not expect that he would die after activating his ancient bloodline, and he would die in front of his grandfather.

Qin Cheng immediately stirred the edge of the sword, completely destroying Zhao Youtian's soul.
Chapter completed!